Winding Halls and Countless Doors

Spooky's Jump Scare Musical

"Why are we doing this?" Gwen asks, knocking away some overgrown bushes. "We have nothing interesting to do on Halloween. The Mansion here I believe used to be a horror attraction, but I can't be sure. For all I know it could still be a horror attraction that no one goes to anymore." I reply. We head up the path, looking at it. We head inside, Gwen going first.

"Hello? Is anybody home?" She asks. "Welcome to your final resting place. A mansion of a thousand evil rooms teaming with horrors unimaginable!" We hear. "And who are you supposed to be?" I ask. The voice responds, "I am the architect of your worst nightmare!" We both stop, looking up. "Uncle Bill?" We say in unison. We start walking towards the little torch that lit up when we entered at the voice speaks again.

"What? No! I... I'm fear incarnate, death itself! I am the all powerful, spine chilling specter known as Spooky!" She breaks off as Gwen reaches towards the fire. I hear a whoosh, and we both turn around. "I'm sorry, what?" I ask. "Oh. Was... Was I too quiet? Sometimes a mumble when I'm doing the creepy voice. Did you at least here the "spine chilling specter" part?" She asks, fiddling with her hair.

"I-I don't mean to be rude, but we were expecting something... Unspeakably more horrifying after that lit up." Gwen says she gestures to the small torch that lit up. I nod in agreement. "Wait! Check this out!" She says, snapping. Some adorable looking cutout pop beside us. "Wow, thanks for the sheer unbridled terror." Gwen says.

"You're making fun of me." She says. "Yeah. Pretty much. But, you know, we've got some bits of hysteria, some endless screaming to go get started on, so uh... Keep up the good work!" I say as we head through another door. "Oh, I'll give you something to scream about." I hear faintly as we wander further down the first room. We continue wandering around

"That's funny, weren't we just here?" Gwen asks as we walk into the room we first met Spooky in. "You two must be going in circles! Why don't you try that door?" She asks, pointing at a new door. I open it, and look back at Spooky who has her fists up in anger. I shrug and we both head through. Since my hearing is slightly better than Gwen's, I hear what she says after we leave, "Where have you been?!"

We make through a ton more room, before we enter Spooky's room. "You again? Who's your weird friend?" I ask, looking at the ghost. "That is Unknown Specimen 3. The only way you'll get past him, is a bloody fight to the death!" Spooky says, offering me an axe. Even the ghost nodded it's head no. "We're gonna use the other door, thanks." Gwen says, dragging me along.

We make it through another section of doors, and Gwen opens the door back to Spooky's room. "Huh? Hey!" Spooky shouts. "Ooo... Sorry about that little fella." She says, glancing behind the door. "Why did you come through that door?!" She asks, slamming her binder on the ground.

"We got all turned around, and somebody keeps leaving these creepy notes." Gwen replies. "I wrote them to scare you." Spooky replies, throwing them. "Well, half of them are embarrassing Undertale fanfics." I respond, picking one up and showing her.

She replies, snatching it out of my hands, "Huh?! I didn't think I left those ones around." I sigh, "That must be why I'm cringing so much," I say, and we both exit through another door. We go through rooms, when I feel a figure looming over me. I turn around, and see a man with the scythe. I grab Gwen's hand and bolt, finally making it back to Spooky's room as she's ranting to herself.

"This will be the one to really seal the deal! People will quake and they'll cry and cover their eyes and probably die in Spooky's very extra scary legendary House of Jumpscares!" She says. While she's ranting, I drag Gwen and grab the Ace on the floor. Stay calm Y/N, stay calm! I think frantically as I see one of the doors start to shake. The man runs out and comes towards us as Spooky corrects herself. "I mean, Spooky's Jump Scare Mansion!" I close my eyes and flinch, and hear a thud.

We both look down to see the man with his scythe through his chest. "Oh come on!" Spooky says, hopping off her chair. "He tripped, I swear." Gwen says. "And fell on his own curvy knifey thing?" She asks, gesturing to it. I kneel, examining the body saying, "Uh, it's called a scythe, and yeah, pretty much." Spooky sighs and walks near some of the pages she threw earlier.

"I guess running with sharp objects I'd notoriously dangerous." She says, kneeling. "You okay? You wanna go for some evil milkshakes or something?" Gwen asks goofily, trying to lighten the mood. "Just go without me. I have embarrassing Undertale fanfiction to write..." She says, picking up the paper glumly. "You do you girl." I say, stepping over the body and heading out, Gwen following after me shortly.